For lo, the ungodly bend their bow, and make ready their arrows within the quiver, that they may privily shoot at them which are true of heart.

He made darkness his secret place, his pavilion round about him; with dark waters and thick clouds to cover him. {TYNDALE: And he made darkness a tabernacle round about him, with water gathered together in thick clouds.}

Thou hast set them their bounds, which they may not pass, that they turn not again to cover the earth.

Let mine adversaries be clothed with shame; and let them cover themselves with their own confusion, as with a cloak.

Happy is the man, that hath his quiver full of them; they shall not be ashamed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

If I say, "Peradventure the darkness shall cover me, then shall my night be turned to day." -